one voice that whispers to itself

you know i think i knowsomething about that deep-downthing of which you’ve never spokenin daylight under cigarette haze if this makes you uncomfortablethen i won’t say it out loudafter this many bad shapesi’m questioning my fitsettling and ambitionlet’s take itand fake what we can getit’s all the same, no? so then why the despairgod isContinue reading “one voice that whispers to itself”